two cups on my table

Someone gave me wondrous Oolong from Taiwan.
A superb way to restart an afternoon.
For a friend who is not here…

"Although my neighbors are all barbarians,
and you, you are a thousand miles away,
there are always two cups on my table."
(Tang Dynasty)
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3 Responses to two cups on my table

  1. Bede says:

    Father, is that poem from Li Po? I don’t recognize it.

  2. Bede: I am not sure, but it does sound rather like something Li Bai would say.

  3. Fr. S. Magnuson says:

    I know its (bad) Japanese poetry, but:

    Wind blows frozen here
    With distant hopes of sunshine
    A Roman spring comes